Last night.
I had a great day,
But he has to ruin it right?
Right.
He calls.
He blames, critisezes,
Hurts, and assumes.
He said that I'm going to be
A worthless Nothing,
Like my mother.
He said that ONLY if i get lucky,
Someone will love me.
He said that I'm never going
Anywehre in life.
He said he knows this,
Because he knows his daughter.
Sure.
He said that the minute
He thinks I have a boyfriend
Im getting on birthcontrol.
* I cry*
Not because im weak, but
Because he thinks so little of me.
He brings me down.
He hurts me,
He abandons me,
He blames me.
Every fucking day and night.
And now, someone understands.
Thanks John.
But dont hurt yourself because of me...
I do that enough myself.
YOU ARE READING
How I Feel
NonfiksiThis book will mostly be of poems that I write either in class or at home. The poems usually represent something I think about a lot, experiences, or just my life. Most of the poems will NOT rhyme, so if thats what you're looking for, look somewhere...
